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4.

V O T E + C O M M E N T

S E L E N A

We've only been in the air for thirty minutes and my mind couldn't stop. Since Aubrey and I spoke, everything that Justin's done to me just kept replaying in my head. Sure we've had plenary of amazing times together...unknown to everyone...even Aubrey, but Justin and I were engaged secretly. It sucked to know that I was blindly going to sprang the rest of my life with him after all he's done.

Speaking with my therapist confirmed a lot of things when it came to Justin and I. I was finally able to gain the mental and emotional strength to break free from that toxic relationship. Now I'm with literally the man of my dreams a rapper no less and I'm happy. Truly. Before Aubrey I was one crazy bitch off her meds, I guess in some ways my mother and I are alike. Sadly.

Since being with Aubrey everything's been so good, I've been good. I've stopped drinking, I'm taking my meds instead of coke, I found the first therapist that I haven't slapped. I'm a calmer Selena now, so the fact that I haven't been able to take my pills during this entire pregnancy my therapist is on damn vacation still!

Let's not forget the drama that's being brewed up by Justin and his little wife. On top of everything! Aubrey is fucking up my chances to destroy Justin! "Ugh," I groaned, I turned my eyes from the beautiful views from the jet window. I place my fingers against my temples as tried closing my eyes. I moved my fingers in a circular motion trying to ease my mind. I couldn't do it, "I love Aubrey, but he can't keep me from speaking to Justin." I snapped eyes back open looking over at my mother who sat in front of me.

My mother didn't even look up from the financial documents that she was reviewing. It was for a new housing development that our family decided to invest in this year through our foundation. The Woods-Gomez foundation is all non-profit, we love being able to give back to those around the world. My father always told me to be grateful for the luxuries that our family provided.

Some'd give their third arm for a blanket. I kept that with me and always looked forward to taking over the foundation, but due to my little Aria Aubrey doesn't want me to work for the first two years. I don't know who agreed to that, but that's surely not going to happen. Aria will be coming along with her momma while we go out to give the less fortunate a fresh start.

The foundation does exactly what we say that we do. We change lives and right now we've used almost a billion dollars in six months to help build homes, providing jobs, financial assistance. A lot of people due to how lavishly not only Aubrey but our families live. They think that we're pocketing all of the money and using it towards our lifestyle.

Only if everyone knew that only one person handles the money and that's me. Anything financial goes through me or my mother, but overall due to my mothers past...antics, all power was given over to me per my grandparent's demands. They loved my mother and knew that she was going through it and wasn't capable nor responsible enough to have almost ten billion dollars of the foundation's money on her persons.

So, now I'm that person. My family name makes me a billionaire, but I make waves with this foundation because it is mine. The first year I gained five billion dollars in privet legal funding of course. This is my other baby, there is no way in hell that I'll leave it in another's hands. "We're going to do more than just talk to him, Sweet Pea." My mother calmly responds signing off on a few papers, but I couldn't help to be confused on her words.

"Momma," I called to her, my mother took a sip of her Perrier sparkling water. Oh no, "explain now,"

"Listen, your momma is Miss. Universe if there is anything grams taught me was to always protect the family crown." She smirked flipping her bouncy chestnut hair over her shoulder elegantly.

"Sabotage?" Please say no, please say no!

"Yes of course, but that a talking to, your uncle Santiago happens to be in LA—"

"Mom no!" I shrieked almost falling from my seat, "we cannot under any circumstances involve Uncle Santi," I tried to reason, how am I going to reason with a person who sees no reason once crossed. It's crazy how my father loved my mother so much, to others she was an ice queen but to him she was putty. When she's around my Uncle Santiago she's the ice queen that smiles when she's stabbing you in the face with her stilettos. This is going to be a damn disaster and Aubrey—oh god Aubrey! He's going to be furious.

"And why the hell not?" My mother scoffed, "I already told him what's happened and he wanted to make sure this was handled the Gomez way." This has literally turned into a shit situation.

"And what's that exactly?" I sassed, "Momma did you or didn't you miss the part when Aubrey said—"

"Can what that boy said!" She snapped, her face hardening at just the near mention of my husband's name. "I'm doing what you'd be willing to do if you weren't pregnant." I sighed deeply giving my belly a gentle rub.

"I can't believe you!" I snapped, "You know Uncle Santi! He might be a secret CEO to others, but he cannot kill Justin Bieber." I hissed, only for my mother to roll her eyes waving me off with her hand.

"And why not?!" She asked,

Aubrey was right! Oh my god, I should've stayed my ass in Huston, my safe place, getting ready for Aria not plotting Justin Bieber's murder. "Oh my god you're on crack," I said covering my eyes in distress,

"Calm down Selena," my mother sighed, "there won't be any bodies to clean up," I heard her continued before I felt her taking my hands from my eyes. Keeping them in hers. "Just let momma take care of this one, think of it as my gift forever letting him near you." She softly smiled back at me, I knew my mother has been doing everything under the sun to make our relationship better.

I didn't think it would escalate to killing Justin Bieber. He's not even worth the bullet, but fuck it. I'll just explain everything to Aubrey and he won't be so mad. I hope, I looked back into my mother's light brown eyes nodding my head in agreement. She smiled at this, letting go of my hands and Turing her attention back to her paperwork. "Drink your pomegranate juice baby, it's great for your skin." I rolled my eyes ignoring her,